Ek chota sa gaon hua karta tha aaj se kariban 50 saal pehle. Naam hai Ranakpur.
Us gaon me har tarah ke log raha karte the. Us gaon ke sarhad pe ek bahut badi kothi hua karti thi...
Agar mai aam bhasha mai bolu to bahut hi samradh parivar ka niwas tha
vaha. Bahut hi jaane maane log the us gaon ke.
Yeh kahani un aankhon ki hai jo us kohti ke teesre maale ke jharokhen se khali sadak ko niharti rahti
thi, yeh kahani un baaton ki hai jo zubaan tak aayi to sahi lekin bayan na ho saki, yeh kahani un
aasuyon ki hai jinki gavahi koi de na saka, yeh Kahani us toote hue dil ki hai jo phir kabhi judd na
saka. Aaj vahi aankhen, vahi baatein, vahi aasu aur vahi dil apni kahani likhne chale hai. Shayad yeh
kahani padhte padthe kisi ki aur ki kahani shuru ho jaye ya kaisi ki kahani ka anttt...
Many of us go to our grandparents's home to celebrate the occasions, festivals along with other
family members. Family get together is very normal in India u know.
Meri family ek alag hi level ka chidyaghar hai and fortunately I am also part of that huge typical
Indian family. I reside in a city with my parents and my super adiyal sibiling. This sweet and small
family is a part of a huge tree. The roots of this huge tree resides in a village called Ranakpur. All the
branches of this tree resides at different locations in India. We all meet in family get together once in
a year, agar galti se khandan me kisi ki shaadi na ho us saal to... Otherwise same year mein 2-3 get
together ..... OMG!!
This year also we are going to our village to celebrate Diwali like every other year. Chidyaghar ke
saare jaanvar apne chotte chotte pinjro se nikal kar ek bade pinjre me aa rahe hai... Vaise kuch bhi
kaho, Indian families ki baat hi kuch aur hai. Drama ke saath bahut saari masti, mazak aur alag hi
level ka pyar ka hota hai.
Friday Evening hum log Ranakpur ke liye nikal rahe the. Ranakpur jane ke naam se jitna darr lagta
tha utna hi excitement bhi hota tha because that used to be the only time when we were used to be on
road trip...vo bhi ek saath. The roads, the weather and the roadside milne wale cut fruits. Ghar me
chahe kitne marji fresh fruits laakr cut karke khao, but yeh roadside thelo ke cut fruits ki baat kuch
aur hi hoti hai. Aaj tak smajhme me nhi aaya ki yeh konse salt aur chilies ka mixture banate hai...
kyunki jab hum ghar pe banane ki koshish karte hai to.... hehehehehe... I don't know what out come
comes out.
We reached Ranakpur late in the evening. Humare mandir me sham ki aarti ho chuki thi.
Grandparents ke ghar jane ke baad yeh pairr chune ki parampara smjh nhi aati. Ya to bhagwan itne
elders nhi banata.. aur agr itne elders banaye hai to humari kamar me ek spring laga deta for some
days.. kyunki roz subah utho aur vahi pairr chune ka karyakaram start ho jana. Sometimes I wander
ki yeh jo log same same aashirvaad dete hai... kya yeh hume ek baar bhi life me lagte hai.. kyunki us
hisab se to mujhe billionaire hona chaiye tha :D .
Humara Ranakpur wala ghar village ke outskirts me hai. Kabhi Kabhi mujhe lagta hai why the hell
we live outside like in a farm house and even if we live like we are living in Farm house.. to humara
real farm house ande de raha hai kya.. kyunki us farm house ke hume ab tak darshan nhi hue the.
But u know what gaon ki baat hi kuch aur hoti hai. Humara ghar Thakur ra ri khoti ke naam se jana
jata hai. Us ghar me sabse acchi jagah vo chowk hai. Jab parivaar bade hote hai to unme
sabse zayada sankhya me unke bacche hote hai. We are 20 cousins in numbers. Humara khelna us
chowk me. Barish mein nahana us Chowk mein. Humari ghar ki ladies ka ghoomar dalna us chowk
mein. Itne members hone ke bavjood humare ghar me sabko apna apna space mila hua hai.
I have my own room in that kothi... aur shayad isliye humara ghar kothi ke naam se famous tha.
I love my room here in Ranakpur house. It is specially built for me. Kyunki mujhe Jharokhon ka
bahut shaukh tha. I have beautiful Jharokha in my room. And it is the only room here on third floor.
I love this Ranakpur breez. Raat me cousins ke saath Aamras ka glass lekr terrace pe baitho aur apne
saare bakvas karnaamo ke baare me baat karna used to be my favourite time pass.
Lekin is baar jab mai yaha aai, tab I saw ki Third floor ke kone me ek room aur bana hua hai and its
locked. I asked my Father about that room but then he shouted on me and warmed me if I would ever
ask this question again and specially from my grandfather then gone case. I was stunned but then I
wanted to know the reason that's all. Apne room ke jharoken se us room ke jharoken pe baar baar
nazar jana, ek ajeeb se feeling hona. I am not sure but something was wrong.
But What was that ??
Every year on Diwali, an old man comes to visit my Grand Father. No one knows him except my Grand Father.
Humare ghar me bahut saare members hone ke karan, bahut saara kaam rahta tha to that old
man used to bring a girl or a boy every year to our home for help. Vaise bahut saare servants already
the, lekin special diwali pe humare ghar ke kam karne ke liye koi na koi chaiye rahta tha. Yeh
concept mujhe aaj tak samjh nhi aaya.
Aaj Diwali hai, Aur ghar ke saare log pooja ke liye ready ho rahe hai. I got ready and sat on
overhanging balcony (jharokha) and started listening the songs. I lost in the music so much that I
couldn't realise my maa was calling me for pooja. I stood up and looking for my chappals to climb
down for pooja. These chappals are so irritating sometimes... actually on perfect time when I really
need them... uhhh. Finally I found them under my bed. I went to near window to put the curtains and
all of a sudden I saw someone has switched on the lights in another room on third floor. As soon as I
saw that, I just ran out of my room to see who entered in that room. And I found that it was locked.
WTF. How can it be possible. ?? I bent down and started peeping inside the room from a space under
the door. Hey Bhagwan kuch to dikhe.. but koi lights ON nhi thi... it was totaly dark and I was like
ho kya raha hai. Again I ran to my room to check whether the lights are still ON or not... and I found
that it is still ON. Again I ran to that room and checked but it was still locked. I did this shitt 3-4
times and then I got tried. In all this to and fro motion, I missed diwali poojan and I didn't realise it.
After dinner, I came up and again checked from my room whether the other room's lights are ON or
OFF. I found them OFF. I actually got scared. Aisi bhutiya feeling kabhi aayi nhi na pehle... Aise
reality show kabhi dekha nahi pehle. But chal kya raha tha? Not Sure !! I did not tell anybody about
this But I was keen to know what was going on.
Hume 15 din ka Diwali Off milta tha. Hum poore 15 din Ranakpur me hi rahte the. Summer
holidays ke baad sirf Diwali ki lambi holidays hoti thi jab hum Ranakpur me hote the.
Ab apne room me jane se fatt rahi thi... I asked one of my cousin to sleep with me in night in my
room and by God Grace she agreed to it.
Diwali ke next day My mom went to my nani's place to visit her parents. She wanted to take me also
along with her but phir yaha detective ka kam kon karta. Raat ke liye to mai ne apni cousin ko patta
liya but din me meri jaan ko aaye rahti thi.
I thought to be in my room to check ki light kab ON hogi dusre room ki. 3-4 dino tak I noticed and
found ki jab sham ki aarti ka time hota hai .. us beech room ki lights ON hoti hai aur aarti khatam
hote hi OFF ho jati hai. But lock kabhi nhi khulta. It was A-level horror. Humari Diwali holidays
khatam hone ko thi aur yeh mystery ka kuch solution smjh nhi aa raha tha.
Sunday Evening hume city ke liye nikalna tha, today its Thursday, and mai yaha apne room ke gate ke pass baith kar Angoor kha rhi hu aur us room ki taraf dekhe ja rahi hu. Aur mujhe smjh nhi aa raha ki is room me sach me koi hai ya nhi... aur agr koi hai nhi to har sham me lights kyun ON hoti hai.
Agar mai us room ke lock ko jakr check bhi karti hu, tb bhi andr se koi awaz nhi aati. Koi to bole ki
kon hai bahar and all. Bahut hi ajeeb tha vo. Humne bhi bahut saari movies dekhi hai. Kabhi to faida
uthaye . I took a piece of paper and wrote on it "Hi My name is Nandini Thakur. Is there anybody
inside. If yes, Please write me back now." and passed that paper in that room from the space under
the door. Aarti ka time tha, lights ON ho chuki thi aur mera paper and pen room ke andar ja chuka
tha. I had 20 minutes to confirm ki andr koi hai ya nhi.
15 minutes ho chuke the aur koi jawab nhi aaya. And meri poori tarah se fatt chuki thi ki some spirit
stays inside. Within a min. I got my paper back door ke neeche se. I was about to pee there, at that
very moment. I was so scared. It was written " Hi Nandini, We need help to come out. We are
stuck here. Please help us if you can and don't tell about this to anybody in your family else
it will not be good for you". Meri 12 baj rahi thi aur aarti ka time khatam hone wala tha. Smjh nhi aa raha kya karu. I wrote them back "I will be able to help you out if you show me your face, come to your jharokha, don't switch off your light before the lights of another room on this floor gets
ON. I stay in that room. Let me see you first." While running towards my room, I was thinking
why the hell he/she said "WE".. how many people are there in that room ?? I was shivering.
I went to my window. I switched off my lights and saw that one guy came to another window and
within few seconds 2 more girls also came. Aarti ka time khatam ho chuka tha . I switched ON the
lights so that they can switch OFF . I couldn't believe on my eyes. Jo dekha vo sach tha ya bs
nazar ka dhokha. I went down for dinner but couldn't speak with anyone about this. I came into my
room and walking from one corner to another. Andhera ho chuka tha, Thursday night bhi khatam
hone wali thi. I gathered my courage and went to near that room and tried to knock but kaiseeeeee...
ohhh God !!
I saw my paper pen out there at door and it was written "If you want to know about us and can
help us, be ready at 2:30 AM tonight". I just didn't faint after reading that sentence. I went inside
my room, locked the door and packed myself in blanket. It was cold by the way during that
Diwali. I didn't open the door even when my cousin came to sleep with me. I was frightened. I
couldn't able to sleep. Since I was not able to sleep and it was around 2 AM, my legs were shivering,
and I was thinking ki itni bakvas karne ki kya zarurat thi Nandini. I heard some noise from outside.
Somehow I got up from bed and opened a small window which was there infit in my door. I saw
some five men are entering inside that room and then they shut the door. I didn't see any of them
before. I couldn't understand anything. I kept watching from my little window. 15 min. tak koi
activity nhi hui. Finally I decided to go out. Apna coat pehna, upr se black color ka scarf. Aur mai
bahar aa gyi. Apne room ka darwaza band kar diya bahar se. Aur phir ek kone me munder ke peeche
chupp gyi.
2:20 pe vo 5 aadmi us room se nikle and then they went down... but vo darvaza band nhi hua tha ab
tak. 10 sec ke baad that guy whom I saw from my room, he came at the door by crawling on the floor
and he was looking at my door continuously and all of a sudden he started weeping. I couldn't
understand anything. I saw down in the chowk from munder and those 5 men talked to my
Grandfather for some 3 min. and then they left. And my Grand Father came up and locked that room
again. After locking the door, he looked at my room and went down. Thank God he didn't come
near to my room else he would have found that I am not in my room. But Chal kya raha tha?????
I went inside my room and sat in window and trying to figure out that what the hell was going on ?
Ek dum se samne wale room ki lights ON hui and that guy was continuously staring at my window
and started crying, the other two girls hugged that guy and started crying. They didn't know that I
was watching them from my window since my room's lights were OFF. It was confirmed ki kuch to
bahut galat ho raha tha and the worst part is My GrandFather was involved in it.
Next day, again I went to that room and wrote them on a paper " Sorry !! This is Nandini here I
got scared yesterday and didn't understand what is going on, Plz do let me know about all this.
How can I help you? How can I get you out ? I am just 14 year old girl.". Then I got reply from
mysterious people saying " Hi Nandini, we can't explain you what is happening, but you can
only help us in coming out. Nobody thought of helping us before even after knowing that we
are stuck here. For the first time you we have been asked by someone here. Please help us."
After reading that I decided to bring them out NO MATTER WHAT . But abhi bhi fatti to padi thi.
Entire day I was thinking, how to bring them out, but couldn't find the way. Again one more night is
going to pass and I will be left with one more night. Friday night, I didn't sleep. I opened my little
window at 1:30 AM and keep watching what was going on. At 1:45 AM my Grandfather climbed up
and opened the lock and took the lock along with him. The lock and Key both were there with him.
I went down behind my Dada ji and then he kept the lock over the table outside his room's door and
he went inside... Luckily all of our room's locks look same. No one can identify which is whom's. I
replaced the lock with my room's lock. I had two keys. One I kept with along with lock and one....
u know..... movies... :D
I went inside my room and keep watching entire drama. My Dada ji came up to lock the room and
went down. All lights were OFF . At 3 AM in the morning, I went to the door and passed a piece of
paper inside the room saying "YOUR DOOR IS NOT LOCKED... COME OUT AT 4:30 AM
AND ESCAPE FROM HERE. DO NOT TRY TO COME TO MY ROOM AT ALL.... UNDERSTOOD.
NANDINI". I unlocked the door and knocked so that they can listen and read that paper. After that I
ran inside my room and wrapped myself in blanket. I was shivering like anything.
I couldn't sleep anymore. I kept watching from my little window. At 4:15 , that guy came out from
room. He was miserable.. couldn't walk properly. But he walked towards my room with that paper
and pen. I was frightened. I closed my window and stood with one arm distance from door with the
kapde dhone wali stick in my hand. He passed the paper and pen to my room door ke neeche se.
I kept standing away from my door till 5 min. I heard him walking away from the door. I went near
my door and I slowly opened that little window. I saw that guy was keep looking at my door and weeping.
Then he walked away along with those girls. I took paper in my hand what he gave me. It was
written " Vo khali sadak, yeh tarsti aankhe, kabhi na bahe aasu, aur yeh tutta dil apne saath hi lekar ja
raha hu. Zindagi me kuch bhi bhulaya ja sakta hai, lekin tumne jo humare liye kiya vo kabhi na bhul
paunga mai. Thank you Nandini."
I ran towards my window and saw them walking on that road for their bright and safe future. I was so
relaxed after seeing them. At 6 AM, I went and locked the door again. I never entered inside that
room. 2 sleepless days and nights at age of 14 saving some lives from hell. I don't know what to say
how to say... Saturday ki night and Sunday morning ghar me jo drama hua.. I can't forget... But I was
happy with whatever I did.
We came back to city and our lives started running. Today its been 11 years of that incidence
happened. Aur mujhe kuch bhi nhi pata ki us wqt un logo ke saath ho kya raha tha.. aur Kon
the vo log. Humare ghar me unhe band kyun kiya gya tha...
Bahut si baatein adhuri rah jati hai... aisi kitni hi unkahi unsuni kahaniyan is duniya mein hai
Jinka matlab hume kabhi smjh nhi aa sakta...
But I will be writing these stories till I find the reason of their existence... !!
